When I was eight years
old, my mum decided to sponsor a child through World Vision. Today I
have to admit that, sadly, I don't remember much about that child: not
the name, not the country, not even the gender. But what I still know
is that I was happy when we first received a letter from the child
and that I looked at the picture on a regular basis.
Only two years later,
due to some changes in my mother's life, she had to drop the child
again. I felt bad that we weren't able to continue the sponsorship,
even though I can't say we had much of a relationship with the kid to begin with, (we
didn't write letters back then), but could understand my mum's reasons as
well.
On that day I decided
that I wanted to sponsor a child on my own at some point.
At the age of ten I
didn't have any idea how to do it. So years passed, I grew up, moved
out, started my apprenticeship and the plan to sponsor a child faded
into the background.
It wasn't until Teresa
told me about Esperance at times and introduced me to Compassion when
she had heard of it, that suddenly I found myself on the German
Compassion website daily.
I took a closer look on
my expenses and wasn't sure if I could really sponsor a child. After
all, back then I was pregnant and knew things could get a little tight
once our child was been born. I talked to my husband and we
discussed it over and over again. He could understand why I wanted to
sponsor a child, but we agreed to wait until our baby was born to see
how we would manage money wise and make a final decision then.
But I still couldn't
stop checking on the kids.
And then I spotted
Citlali. Her smile captured
me in a heartbeat. Her colorful dress stood out to me.
I scanned through her information, even though I already knew she was the child I wanted to sponsor. Citlali was born in 2002 and lives with her family (both parents and two brothers) in Mexico. She helps her mother making the bed and running errands. Citlali loves to sing, ride her bike and play with dolls. And the information also said that she is suffering from asthma.
I scanned through her information, even though I already knew she was the child I wanted to sponsor. Citlali was born in 2002 and lives with her family (both parents and two brothers) in Mexico. She helps her mother making the bed and running errands. Citlali loves to sing, ride her bike and play with dolls. And the information also said that she is suffering from asthma.
Reluctantly I closed the page. After all, I had a deal with Chris. But whatever I did, I couldn't
forget about her; I felt drawn to her in a way I hadn't experience
before. I kept checking the website to see if she was still waiting for a sponsor and felt relieved whenever I saw she was still there.
A few days later I told my
mother-in-law about Citlali, who in turn asked me to show her the picture on
the website. I did and couldn't believe my ears; my mother-in-law offered
me to chip in for half of the sponsorship, and right then and there I
filled in the form. I just knew that this would be okay with Chris as well.
I couldn't be happier
and was looking forward to get to know “my girl”.
In the end, Chris and I
had no problem affording the sponsorship alone. God surely provides! And today my parents-in-law have their own Compassion child, but
that's another story!
What a great story!! I love how God works. :)
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